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Oh! Second point. Nix the rhyme. It really hinders word usage and also can be extremely irritating if not used very well. Just tips. Try starting writing in free-form and ...

Eh, as soon as I saw so much repetition and redundancy in the first stanza I decided not to bother reading the rest. I will tell you that you ought ...

Claire indeed remembers her hobbit jig and chuckles from the memory. "Ah, Razorblade, I'm sure you're embellishing just a tad. C'mon!" Claire said eagerly, "I'll teach you! ... my fee ...

it's not meant as an actual [i]story[/] where there's a coherent plot. it was an assignment on the house on mango street. kind of like a child's book, and do ...

"Life goes on whether we like it or not. Besides," Claire said, "sugar makes the world go 'round!" she laughed and continued dancing and told Razorblade that she should join. ...

The Chilly People It’s getting colder here. It’s darker in the morning and gets darker early now. But that’s okay, I like it when the snow falls all fresh and ...

Claire bursts out in a fit of laughter. "Ah Razorblade, what a brilliant mind for a six-year old. When I was a six-year old, I was playing in the mud ...

"Ah! Razorblade! Fake sugar is worse than the real stuff! It supposedly kills your brain. Sugar on the otherhand, motivates it to life! But then again, if suffering from ADHD, ...

Claire pulls up a seat at the bar and starts writing incessantly on a stack of napkins. After a few minutes, she looks up to the bartender. "Who would ever ...

Claire pulls and pulls on her arm and manages to finally get her hand out of her mouth. ... "owe. my teeth hurt."

Claire tries to communicate a "hello" to waffles, but sadly, only "hhmmafha" can be heard because of the enormous hand in her mouth.

I don't really have or believe in "great fortunes." After a few hundred centuries, life and riches and desires seem to lose any and all meaning. In retrospect, life seems ...

Tearful, Claire sits down and starts using one of Sumi's teacups to collect the drool dripping uncontrollably down her arm. Claire looks up sadly at JC, silently begging for some ...

Claire is pulled into the tavern by an eager and overlybored JC. Standing in a corner with JC, Claire decides to put her OWN fist into her mouth. She gets ...

to hana there are a lot of similies in the poem. they're just not in the traditional form of "this is as that" or w/e. as well as personification, etc. ...